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Apr 3rd 2019, 05:42 PM   #16
 Transported's Avatar
 
  Jan 2016
  Portland

  2006 FZ1, 1999 R1
I had a slow-speed collision with a deer.

It was a country frosty fall morning. The deer saw me coming and froze the way deer do. I braked, expecting the quizzical animal to move. I went slower; it just gaped.

I was on top of it as it snapped out of it. But its hooves had no traction on the frozen asphalt, so it skittered in place until I bumped into it.

I fell to the left while it fell to the right. It jumped up and bounded out of sight. I picked up my 1980 Suzuki GS-450s and saw that the fasteners on the windscreen had tufts of fur embbeded in them.
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Apr 3rd 2019, 09:58 PM   #17
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  Jan 2016
  Silverdale, WA

  848evo, DRZ400SM, XR100
I was riding in the dark, through a dark section of road, doing about 50 when I saw a dead deer laying in the middle of my path. I didn't have time to do anything, but quickly pull up on the front wheel as I did a bunny hop over it. I just kept on going thanking my lucky stars I didn't do a, over the handle bar, face plant.
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Apr 4th 2019, 06:38 AM   #18
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  Jan 2016
  Northeast Olalla

  07 Guzzi
There's been a bunch of times my boxers have been transitioned into a thong, but so far no full impacts with anything big enough to knock me down.

Some of the goodies:
  • I had a deer break brush from the right shoulder and vanish under the left side of the fairing on a Gold Wing as I was getting all over the brakes. My partner who was in the aft left position was not so lucky.
  • We were fully loaded with camping gear and came around one of the hairpin turns coming down from Mt Seymour to find a bear cub in the middle of the road. When he squalled and ran off I took the next two turns like it was the Isle of Mann, because I did not want to be there when Mama answered Juniors call.

  • I was heading to work and came around a turn on my road to find a skunk standing there. That will make you apply a metric butt ton of "whoa."

  • The most disconcerting one was before I got more concerned with gear in the summer and took a South Carolina june bug to the chest at 70 mph. My first thought was that some redneck grit munchin' bubba had shot me.

My policy has always been to never hit anything that you couldn't eat in one sitting.
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Apr 4th 2019, 08:20 AM   #19
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  Apr 2016
  Des Moines, WA

  ...1987 Yamaha FZR1000...
A bird and a buck

I think it was 1995. I was heading south on Hwy 197, south of Dufur, Oregon, on my morning commute to my guard station; riding a 1961 HD panhead chopper at about 70 mph. An adult male pheasant flew across my path and hit me on my right, upper chest. I somehow managed to stop the bike, drop the kickstand, then fell off the bike, gasping for air. I probably laid there for ten minutes as I recovered. The resulting bruise was shockingly large and purple.

2006: I was riding Hwy 89a, over Mingus Mountain, toward Jerome, Arizona. It was noon. As I came out of a right turn and accelerated toward the only straight stretch on that piece of highway, a 4-point (western measure) buck charged out from behind a small tree and we collided; no time for anything but recognition. The impact spun the buck clear around backwards as it shit all over the place, and me. The bike was upright but in a tank-slapper; my hands had been knocked off of the bars. I had just enough time to bail off the bike and slide, then rag-doll, along the pavement. When I finally stopped tumbling, I found my arms and shoulders on the pavement and my legs hanging out in space. The bike had gone on to strike a tree top, down the hill a ways, and the tree hurled the bike into a pile of boulders about 40 feet below that.

All I could do was laugh and yell at the top of my lungs, "I'm alive!!!" I was wearing leather gear and a good helmet. The leather tore through in two places, giving me some lovely road rash. The gloves were destroyed, but held together long enough that my hands were unscathed. The helmet never struck the ground; I was amazed.

Edit: I hear ya about those June bugs, Texasl, I swear that those things are harder than rocks!
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Edited by curve addict on Apr 4th 2019 at 08:29 AM
Apr 4th 2019, 11:25 AM   #20
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  Jun 2016
  Poor Tortured

  2019 Nada
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Originally Posted by curve addict
..The bike had gone on to strike a tree top, down the hill a ways, and the tree hurled the bike into a pile of boulders about 40 feet below that...!
Apr 4th 2019, 11:37 AM   #21
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  Jun 2016
  Poor Tortured

  2019 Nada
A couple of years ago I was on a CBR1100XX Blackbird, riding south on 101 near Hoodsport at like 08:30 on a Saturday. I was alone, no traffic, being a Good Citizen.
A terrorist deer took advantage of my Zen pace.
I saw him on the side of the road, lurking in a shadow. I was thinking to myself, "Is that a d....?" when he lowered his pointy skull, leapt from the brush, and charged at me.
It happened in like half a second.
I didn't have any time.
He t-boned me, hit me in the left hand, smashing my pinky finger between the clutch lever and handlebar, which broke the lever off at the hinge and shattered the bones in my finger like hitting a pencil with a hammer.
It hurt.
The front plastic, windshield, fairing, signals, headlights, all exploded.
The bike was shoved over the fog line onto the dirt.
The deer pivoted, spinning around backwards, missing my leg, and his rump hit the rear plastic, shattering THAT too.
I didn't see where he went after the attack.
I saved it.
I kept going, sort of in a daze.
Immediately I saw daylight up front, underneath my instruments, that should not have been there.
And whenever I gave it any gas the engine bogged down. But it would run at idle and with a tiny amount of throttle just fine. I later found out a piece of fairing was flapping, and when I went over about 20mph it was covering the air intake.
I rode the bike all the way to Belfair (the first stoplight on the path home) where I stopped by rolling into that rv storage place at the Belfair intersection with the road to Hoodsport.
I got off and looked at my bike and immediately noted a 12" by 6" hunk of furry/bloody deer steak hanging from the rear bungee hook and mega blood all over the bike and myself. I was a sticky mess.
I'm certain the deer died. It was a BIG hunk of meat, and thick.
Sold the bike to a guy who wanted the engine ... for something.
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Apr 4th 2019, 11:59 PM   #22
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  Jan 2016
  SeaTac

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Had to put this in here. Not an 'animal strike' but a boulder. I let a friend try out my two week old Katana. He went down on a corner, the bike righted itself, it went down a hill and hit a boulder bigger than the bike, cartwheeled for a loooong ways and hit a chain link fence. The 'friend' riding it was not hurt bad.
A bud came with his PU and we went to pick up the pieces and found an amazing amount of plastic chunks leading from the boulder to the fence. The damage to the bike was simply amazing. I have refused to let pretty much everyone ride my bikes unless I am prepared to accept the total loss of the bike, which is what happened on that one.
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Apr 5th 2019, 09:14 AM   #23
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  Jan 2016
  Beaverton

  With a grin on my face
Have created a couple of feather bombs with bird strikes, but the wasps in the helmet situation is a whole other story! Those little bastards can sting you multiple times before you can pull over. Always close my helmet vents when it store it in the garage.
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Apr 5th 2019, 09:39 AM   #24
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  Apr 2016
  Renton

I'm sure everyone has seen those plastic target deer in some redneck's yard. The full size suckers with a removable chunk right over the critical organs. Well, they're all over the damn place in western PA. I was taking the long way home after work one night and some hick had one right up against the shoulder at the tree line of his property. Well, that thing decided it wasn't just a lawn ornament and went running up the shoulder parallel to me for a good 50 yards. He eventually popped back into the woods and I managed not to piss myself.

Couple bear cubs meandering across a favorite road, luckily I saw them before I made the turn. Don't know where mama was. You'd think such an angry parent would keep a closer eye on the kids.

Not sure if "road gators" count as wildlife, but I've had a cast-ff from a semi wrap around and slap me. It was laying right in the middle of my lane and I couldn't see it through traffic. Front tire went over the center of it, it whacked the lower fairing, and then the back tire went right over the center. I was certain I was going to have two flat tires and go flying into traffic on I-95 in Philly. I managed to get it onto the shoulder, which was at rooftop level, and bouncing like you wouldn't believe. Standing there and feeling the roadway move under every truck that went by made it damn hard to catch my breath while I looked over myself and the bike. I was terrified to take my hands off it for fear of it bouncing off the side stand, or getting too far away from it in case someone decided the shoulder was a nice inviting place to try doing ninety.

And of course the usual "just ducked in time," "damn stray," "bee in the neck" stuff that I can't completely remember lol. I don't recall anything too crazy in WA. Now I'm in CO, there are roadrunner and quail and elk and moose to contend with instead of turkey and white tail. Kinda funny that half the critters are half the size, and the other half are twice the size. Same old "does it squish or thud" test applies.
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Apr 5th 2019, 12:34 PM   #25
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  Jan 2016
  Vancouver, WA

When I was a teenager and had a 1972 Yamaha R5 350 c.c., I took a yellow jacket? to the left side of my face. Later I get to the 1/2 way house all our friends hung out at and sat under a tree telling them the story (days before the helmet laws / legal to wear no helmet and no turn signals either...R5 didn't have them). As I am telling them why I look like the Pillsbury doughboy on one side of my face (note: wearing yellow tank top) a Doberman? or some dog takes a leak on the tree I'm leaning against.

He misses and hits me. Good times.

That was a good day.
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Apr 5th 2019, 01:00 PM   #26
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  Jan 2016
  The Rider's Seat

Dog & Turkey Were the Banes of My Rides

My first incident.

I was coming back from the 2010 Hells Canyon Rally on FS-52 (somewhere between Ukiah and Granite, OR. I was riding sweep on my '87 FJ1200, and was coming out of a gentle right hand sweeper curve, when the two bikes ahead of me abruptly hit their brakes (I followed suit). As we exited the curve into a straight section, I noticed arms awaving on the left side of the road, followed by another group of arms awaving on the right. Continuing to brake, I immediately noticed a young puppy trotting out across the road from the group on the right. We were so close, that I initially thought that the bike ahead of me was going to hit the dog. Fortunately for him, he missed it (by mere inches). Unfortunately for me, I didn't. The puppy wasn't even fazed by the near miss, and continued across the road without a care. Realizing that I wasn't going to avoid hitting it, I let off the brakes to improve my chances of riding out the impact. The poor little thing went right under my front tire, where it was thrown up into my lower fairing and headers, and then bounced off to the right side of the bike.

Luckily, other than a small crack on the lower fairing, and dog fur in a few nooks and cranies, there was no real damage incurred to my bike. As for the puppy, I later found out that it survived, but was paralyzed from the waist back.

My second incident.

A few years ago, I was riding my '12 Ninja 1000 on the BZ-Glenwood Hwy heading East towards Glenwood. I was in a straight section passing a small ranch 4-5 miles East of BZ corners, when a turkey materialized out of nowhere from the right, and ran across the road right in front of me. I was passing through open fields, and the only thing I can think of, was that it had been down in the drainage ditch next to the road. Regardless, it was so close that there was no doubt I was going to hit it. I was expecting to feel an impact through the handle bars, but felt a moderately hard impact on my boot. My foot went limp, but I didn't feel any pain. Suspecting I may have broken my ankle, I coasted to the side of the road and carefully stood up (with most of the weight on my left foot). After testing my right footing, and finding no pain or discomfort, I looked down and noticed that the right foot peg and rear brake lever were hanging down at an angle. I realized that the reason that my foot had gone limp was because the impact had broken the foot peg bracket, and my foot was left hanging in mid air. I then checked for further damage and operational condition of the bike and found no further damage. However,, it should be noted that as I headed back down the road to BZ Corner, I noticed that something seamed to be bogging down the bike. As I came into BZ Corner, I could smell something burning, so I pulled over and checked the rear brake. Yep, it was smokin' (and not in a herbal supplemental sort of way). As I had traveled back down the road, the brake lever's return spring had pulled the broken lower half of the foot peg bracket upwards. In doing so, it had activated the rear brake. So "Happy! Happy! Joy! Joy!", I got the privilege of replacing the rear rotor and pads too.

As for the turkey? Well, as I was coasting to a stop, I checked my rear view mirrors and noticed it flopping around on the side of the road. As I was checking for damage on the bike, I noticed a small pickup pull over. The driver grabbed the turkey, and threw it in the back bed. He then "banged a uey", and took off back toward BZ Corner.
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Apr 5th 2019, 01:22 PM   #27
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  Jan 2016
  SeaTac

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Originally Posted by no splat matt
Have created a couple of feather bombs with bird strikes, but the wasps in the helmet situation is a whole other story! Those little bastards can sting you multiple times before you can pull over. Always close my helmet vents when it store it in the garage.
Forgot about those! Took one up the sleeve (throttle hand) and in the time it took me to pull over it stung me 7 times. All while I was trying to beat it to death after the first sting while trying to not crash.
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Apr 26th 2019, 05:24 PM   #28
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  Mar 2016
  Maple Falls

  '02 ZX6R
another fun one I had. I was riding home at night and was cruzin up on a nice corner a couple miles from home, so desided to rip it a little on the corner.
was around 10pm, so I am coming out of the corner at a little over the speed limit, and right in my path is a skunk!...well, I leaned it to the left of him and thought I missed, but didnt lean far enough and caught him on my foot peg.
was going fast enough that it didnt catch the peg completely and could see it bounce a couple times in my mirror.
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Apr 26th 2019, 05:57 PM   #29
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  Jan 2016
  NW Oregon

  R1200ST, CB350
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Forgot about those! Took one up the sleeve (throttle hand) and in the time it took me to pull over it stung me 7 times.
This, and just catching air up the sleeves, is why gauntlets should go over the cuffs. The problem is that MC jacket sleeves are cut long because you ride with your arms extended on most bikes. Any motorcycle jacket that's worth a damn is going to be cut from heavy material and/or include armor, so it doesn't want to bunch up when your arms are just hanging in a normal position. So your jacket gets hoiked up around your shoulders and tries to push your gloves off. I'm not sure how you fix this. So all my gloves are adjusted to go inside the cuffs whether I like it or not.
Apr 26th 2019, 07:03 PM   #30
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  Jan 2016
  NW

I got T-boned in Canada doing 60 MPH by a deer bolting across the highway. Her head hit my saddlebag and she did a 720 on the asphalt like Bambi on the ice. When she stopped, she jumped up and darted into the woods. Half a second earlier and she would have struck my front end. (and if it had been a buck, I might have been gutted..)
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